Actual dialogue from the movie: “The creature appeared to be some hybrid of shark and octopus... a Sharktopus, if you will.”

Last week I had one of the most incredible (drunk) experiences I’ve ever had with a movie. It was a movie so bad, so horribly bad, but with a premise so awesome that it could only be best enjoyed by a group of friends as drunk as you are. You’ve been there. The movie is Sharktopus, a film about a genetic-experiment gone rogue, who kills hundreds of innocent victims along the coast of Mexico. One of my friends watching the movie said the best part of the movie was the part she fell asleep during. She couldn’t have been more wrong.